>"Winter Passes Through Summer" Writer’s Island #19-Season

>A room filled with candles
keeping vigil on baroque statues 
sitting upon exquisite shelves …
I’m descending a ladder that goes
beneath presence

On a nearby beach with multi-coloured rocks
she sits listening to the oceans’ heartbeats,
dancing around a gazebo with lattice coverings
filling with water,
watching waves rush over sand
where ships in glass bottles are smashing
against cliffs’ iridescent reflections


My intricate gazebo’s crumbling,
as I’m trying to catch pieces as they fall
All remaining icicles break before melting

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